Monday, January 23, 2006

Uh, um, what was I going to say?

I feel like a zombie this morning...

This heat is just tossing me about like a foul wet rag...

Between Dave going in overtime to attend meetings last week and this, and me having a head cold, 26 degree nights, and thirsty bubbas, I'm starting to wind down like some old rusty toy... This morning was a real trial to get out of bed (even though it wasn't until 8.30)... Bryn had fed pretty steadily the first half of the night, so when he woke this morning, instead of trying to feed him back to sleep, I just called out to Dave to come take him. Luckily Bryn is a happy morning chappy and seems to enjoy sitting in his rocker in the loungeroom with the other boys first thing.

Anyway, at 8.30 Dave comes in to wake me, he has to take a shower and go, I have to get up to be around for the kids. I struggle to sit up and feel very light headed and hung over. Then it's change and feed this one, and wipe that one's bum, and get the other one a drink. The I remember I forgot some administrative work on the site I co-admin, so quickly on to do that...

Then I end up hear...

My head is so fuzzy... I not even awake yet... The boys are coming to me with their capes - Luey wants to be a "dooperhero"...